Your life without a computer: what does it look like?
Art comes in various forms.
I am not an expert on art, I am not an expert on anything except my own life.
With its many twists and turns, life they say imitates art but in reality, art imitates life.
The greatest Artist I know is an expert on sunsets and sunrises.
His canvas? The whole of creation.
And that includes you and me.
Have you ever considered yourself a canvas? If you haven’t until today, this is something true about you: you are God’s masterpiece.
Yes, you are.
Before you were even a tiny dot in your mother’s womb, He already knew you.
He has determined the dates of your birth and death and where you’ll live.
He knows exactly how many strands of hair are on your head. He doesn’t mind what style or color you flaunt it with, or if you shed it all. He loves you.
He created you and I to create.
And to create, I must.
I build as I become.
I write even when He’s already written all there is I need to learn.
Without AI or a computer, perhaps my life would be much slower. Quieter.
I wouldn’t be able to go a million miles beyond the confines of my home and perhaps some nearby beaches.
I’ll be practicing more of calligraphy and my native alphabet.
I’ll probably have more time cultivating a garden or perusing books, smelling its pages, each turn like music to my ears while my mind watches the text come alive.
Perhaps I’ll be at the shoreline each day and never miss a single sunrise and sunset for the rest of my days.
I can paint alone or let the Master paint on me. Let Him color me with His love.
And as He colors me, I will become colorblind to mankind’s differences and marvel at the one thing that connects us all.
It isn’t a rainbow. It isn’t a microchip. It isn’t a digital imprint.
It’s the blood He shed thousands of years ago, for you and I, and even for those who are yet to be born.
ancore! 